I'm restless
and tired
my bones ache
and my head throbs
I feel like energy is still draining from my fingertips
from my elbows
from my back
draining into their grasping
tiny
clammy
hands
I feel like there's not enough energy to lift my eyebrows
my jaw is sore
and my throat is swolen
and there's no more voice left inside me
like they've taken all of it already
my eyelids can't move as much as to blink
they're stuck in a Perpetual state of slightly open
with an unending glare behind your head
through your face
like you were a ghost
A thousand yard stare
there is nothing left of me
but I love the people who took my everything
the tiny
clammy
sirens
and they're not even mine
Jun 13, 2018
Jun 13, 2018 at 10:11 PM UTC
I'm restless
and tired
my bones ache
and my head throbs
I feel like energy is still draining from my fingertips
from my elbows
from my back
draining into their grasping
tiny
clammy
hands
I feel like there's not enough energy to lift my eyebrows
my jaw is sore
and my throat is swolen
and there's no more voice left inside me
like they've taken all of it already
my eyelids can't move as much as to blink
they're stuck in a Perpetual state of slightly open
with an unending glare behind your head
through your face
like you were a ghost
A thousand yard stare
there is nothing left of me
but I love the people who took my everything
the tiny
clammy
sirens
and they're not even mine
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